Crouching in terror, you feared you'd cease to live after being involved in a violent brawl with a small and fragile body; nevertheless, the wild noises suddenly subsided as you open your eyes, seeing your husband kneeling down to your level.

Your husband, Andrius Eskandar—the one you feared the most for his barbaric title—being married to him forcedly as to repay your parent's debts.

"Are you hurt, wife?" He spoke in a firm tone, causing you to flinch once he carried you to his horse.